Frak - Stoopid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro - Latarian Milton]
I wanna do it cuz its fun, its fun to do bad things
But did you know that you could perhaps kill somebody?
Yes but I wanted to do hoodrat stuff with my friends

[Verse 1]
From your local campus its Frak reporting
As captain morgan attacks your organs like jack Kevorkian
Jack the ripper cracks your liver with these black endorphins
Apples and oranges on Monday when your back in your courses
Nauseous headache enormous as Eric cartman and action Bronson
Passed out like Magic Johnson, or a cat on the lap of Sarah McLaughlin’s
Back of the class and I swear I’m focused
What she’s teaching’s leaks like my cerebellums coded by Edward Snowden
Like what’s she talking bout, I’m Gary Coleman
See I go dumb, I go ham that’s eee-I-oh like G.I Joe fee fi fo fum
Three by four, take shots of rum, beat rides slow like taiko drums
Peekaboo, light yo blunt, 350 is not so dumb, but see 50, I’m gone run
Run run pass the baton, feel it till I hit it and I quit it till its done, kill it till my petal to the limit begun, spending all the credit that my privilege won
Analytical, critical, cynical tongues
Become pitiful, ignorant,dizzy and dumb
Think u an invincible till your condition is clinical and the room is spinnin around
We change personas, in the santa monica olive garden, we taking shots and we sakibombing, like mardigraw cuz we mazletovin, she show her privates like dolly parton, so I ate her out like the donner party, I came too short I’m bonnapartin, came too fast, im Ramadan, call the cops she pop lock n drop it, she slob my knob like I’m paul mcartney, we blacking out like we Donnie darko, we had a moment then got a taco, from Harvard law to this managetwa of smart kids passed out on the promenade, its dark in this stall, and I’m not a vomiter, check the thermometer, follow the fall

[Hook w/ Gucci Mane]
I got a DUI, on the way to this PHD
When your GPA approach your BAC
I’m tryna find myself, but I got this fake ID
You wanna kill that shit? Shiiit R.I.P

[Verse 2]
Between night and day all campuses transforming
The graphs and the blackboards are attacked by a sandstorm
Reality fast forward to Panicking dance floors
Contradictions got me tripping, morality’s crash course
Skypin with mama, I ain't in college for nothin
I’m chasin vodka with coke now I’m chasin knowledge with numbness
From learning content and substance, to burn and swallowing substance
Lost Classy in ratchet between smartness and dumbness
From leaving classes to peer pressure
Reading classes to beer goggles
Feel the burnnetts in your circuits these insecurities we swallow
Liquid courage we muster up
From classrooms to this clusterfuck
Of edm and stds in and seedy men who huff and puff
Like fuck is up, buttercup
From buttons ups to double cups
From love and hugs to fuck a slut
Frat life bro, fill up a cup
Vocabulary to emoticons
From Socrates to rich homie quan
You got notebooks that your focused on till I’m floating on like I’m obiwan
Preach environmentalism but there’s solo cups on the lawn
Preach feminism but you know your treating her wrong
Preach healthy living but smoke it up in that bong
And I poe it up like yolo but, I know one day I’ll be gone
From that bro tank is so dank, to a polo tucked in my jawns
From premed to post yak, with throwup all in the yard
I know its loca this locomotive from sohcatoa to coca cola remote controlling this overdosin’ like I hope im sober I know its over

[Hook]


Abundances of substances thinking we can control time
Adderall to speed up, marijuana to slow down
Alcohol to catch the fall in this bottomless pit
My systems in this system feel my Esophagus split

[Part 2]


Woke up with a strangers hand on my chest
I missed brunch lets go to panda express
Turn towards my phone and I look in my drunk texts
Did I really tell her that or was it just autocorrect or am i

Should I Spark this j should I spark note summary
Should I get a little buzzed or go on buzzfeed and upworthy
Should I start this work, wash my shirts or take an advil nap
I got this time and privilege right on my lap

Wake up in the morning and you know I’m getting weeded
Till my Focusing deleted and my dopamine depleted
Majors and minors hung themselves from off my thesis
Memory cells disintegrate into a million pieces


The Barcardi drips the party stops the snapchat stories end
The instability of impulses that land on instagram
The sun eclipsed the moon and now I’m doomed to this exam
When this character is stripped I must examine who I am